What? Did I still have to bless him?
Unable to hide my disappointment, I looked at Xavier I had loved for three years, clenching my fists tightly, making a cracking sound.
Because I couldn't conceive, he had been childfree for three years.
However, on our wedding day, he reneged and brought me back to reality.
At this moment, I was wearing a white wedding dress, holding flowers in my hands, and watching him put the diamond ring that he didn't have time to give to me back into his trouser pocket.
Xavier ecstatically snatched the microphone from the emcee, announcing in front of everyone's eyes and unilaterally declaring our breakup.
The hall was packed with guests, but I felt like a clown, standing numbly on the stage, unable to utter a word.
The whole audience was silent for a few seconds.
Later, my father, Patrick Moore, smashed his wine glass towards Xavier, who was attempting to leave, and my brother, Ryan Moore, prepared to confront him physically.
They wrestled with each other, and I pressed my lips again and again, feeling very confused.
He yelled at me, "Bella, you are so selfish! You can't have children, so you want me to be childless, too. Isn't that too much?"